Summer trade winds, dusk came with dragonfly wings
Fire apocalypse in summer
I was burning like fire fever
Apocalypse in a golden threaded Eternity
I wanted impossible things like summerfire in spring
angel of repose
in the distillery of Friday evening
THE CARNAGE
I burned like the honeyed interiors of golden hills
the insurgents! of sunlight!
keeping the day alive
like poisoned blades of violent Heaven
The tides! the shattering of the light!
so many storms on the horizon
avalanches of the leviathans
vanishing me
desire I splintered like sunlight
the forsaken armed with hurricane lamps
It was desire like liquidating Doom
and I felt Eternity carving me into Ellipses
Numinous Night of the Hunter
The crown I found it
I Read It In The Runes
The angels ashes to dust! To dust!
the lamentations were husks of light
and I died—I died—
I was quilted into stillness
Fire eternities like asylums of brutal silences and I was dying and it was briarfire blueness from Eternity echoing in the Killing fields of Kyrie
Disenchanted by the fever of the Earth
and I panicked—I panicked—
The excesses! of evenings!
on the sublime brink
reposing on lakeshores I rose and rose
in the Belly of the Sky Behemoth
I gathered starlight in the springs
beneath the bruises from evening that I chose
and I could feel a war brewing
The sky was a bleeding immensity that had me in its fiery wings
Summer monsoons like a hangman's noose
and I catalogued the extravagances of fire I’d surrender for you